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and on the left side, and ovsr the head.
board, and over the iootboard, and horri-
bly, devoured the soul.
Repent. the voice celestial cries,
Nor longer dare DELAY:
The wretch that S~orr tho n, Mandate dies

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Again, we need believing heart. A
good many years ago weary one went up
one Of the hills of Asia Minor, and with
two logs on his back cried out to ali the
world, offering to carry all Of their sins
and sorrows. They pursued Him. They
slapped Him in the face. They mocked
Him. When He groaned they groaned.
They shook their fists at Hin. They spit
on him. They bound Him as though He
were a wild besst His healingof the sick,
His sight-giying to the blind, His mercy
to the outcast silenced not the revenge of
the world. His prayers and benedictions
were lost in the whirlwind OF execration.
Away with Him! Away with Him!
All! it was not merely the two pieces OF
wood that He carried: il was the trans
gression of the race, the anguish of the
ages the wrath of God, the sorrows of hell,
the stupendous interests OF an unending
eternity. No wonder his back bent. No
wonder the
BLOOD STARTED FROM EVERY PORE.
No wonder that He crouched under a
torture that made the sun
faint and the everlasting bills
winding-sheets ss He cried: "If il he pos.
sible, let this cup pass from me-" But
the cup did not pass. None to comfort
There he hsngedl What has that hand
done that it should thus be crushed in the
palm? 1t has been healing the lame and
wiping away tears. What has that foot
been doing that it should be so lacerated?
1t has been going about doing good OF
what has the victim been guilty? Guilty
of saving world. Tell me, We heavens
and earth, was there ever such another
criminal? Was there ever such a crime?
On that hill Of carnage, that sunless day,
amid those bowling rioters, may not your
sins and mine have perished? believe ii.
Oh, the ransom has been paid. Those
arms of Jesus were stretched 50 wide that
when He brought them together again
they might embrace the world. Oh, that
| might, ont Of the blossoms of spring. or
the flaming foliage of the autumn, make
one wreath for my Lord! Oh, that all the
triumphal arches OF the world could be
swung in one gateway, where the King
of Glory might come in! Oh, that all
the harps and trumpetS and organs of
earthly Music might, iu one anthem speak
His praise!
But what were earthly flowers to Him
who walSrth amid the snow of the white
lilies OF Heaven! What were arches of
earthly masonry TO Him who hath about
His throne a rainbow spun out of ever
lasting sunshine! What were all earthly
music to Him when the hundred and four
thousand on one side, and the cherubim,
and seraphim and archangels stand on the
other side, and all the space between is
filled with the doXolOgies OF eternal juhi-
lee-tha hosannah Of redeemed earth. the
hallelpjah of untallen angels, song after
song rising
ABOUT THE THRONE OF GOD
snd Of the Lamb. In that pure, high
place, let Him hear ua stop! harps Of
heaven, that our poor cry may be heard
Oh, my Lord Jesus! It will not hurt
Thee for one hour 10 step cut from the
shining throng. They will make it all up
when Thou goest back again. Come
hither, o Blessed One, that we may kiss
Thy feet. Our hearts, too long withheld.
we now surrender into Thy keeping When
Thou goest back, tell it to all the i'm
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Thy Fathers house ring with the music
and the dance.
They have some old wine in heaven, not
used except in rare festivities. In this
world, those who are accustomed to use
wine on great occasions bring out the
beverage and say, This wine is thirty
years old, - or FORTY years old" But the
wine of heaven is more than eighteen CEN
turies old. II was prepared at the time
when Christ trod the wine-press alone
When such grievOus sinners az we
come back, methinks the chamberlain
of heaven cites out 10 the ser
wants, This is unusual joy! Bring up
from tie vaults OF heaven that old wine
Fill up the tankards. Let all the white
robed guests drink to the immortal health
of those newborn sOns and daughters of
the Lord Almighty" There is joy in
heaven among the angels of God over one
sinner that repenteth; and God grant that
that one may he you
Again, in order TO have a right heart, it
must be "A forgiven heart. An old writer
says: "To render good for evil is God
like; good for good is man-like; evil for
good devil-like." Which Of these natures
have we? Christ will have nothing to do
with us as long as we keep any old grudge
We have all been cheated and lied about
There are people who dislike us so much
that if we should come down 10 poverty
and disgrace they would say Good for
him Didn't tell you so!h They never
have understood Us, and never will They
do not understand US
UEsANCTIFIED HUMAN NATURE
says, Wait till you get good crack at him,
and when at lsct you find him in tight
place give it to him. Flay him alive. No
quarter. Leave not rag Of reputation.
Jump on him with both feet. Pay him in
his Own coin-sarcasm for sarcasm, scorn
for scorn, abuse for abuse. But, my
friends, that is not the right kind Of heart
No maa ever did 30 mean a thing toward
us as we have done toward God. And if
we cannot forgive Others how can we ex-
pect God TO forgive us? Thousands of
men have been kept out of heaven By an
unforgiving heart.
Here is some one who says: 81 will for
give that man the wrong he did me about
that house aud lot | will forgive that
man who overreached me in bargain; !
|, will forgive that man who sold me a shod-
dy overccat; forgive them all-but one.
That man cannot forgive The villain!
can hardly keep my hands of Of him.
If ny going 10 heaven depends
on my forgiving him then /
will stay ont Wrong eel
ing If a man lie TO me once, / am not
called to trust him again. II man betray
me once, ON not called to put confidence
In him again. Bot I would have no rest II
l could not offer a sincere prayer for the
temporal aud everlasting welfare OF all
men, whatever meannesses and outrage
they have inflicted upon me. Ifyou want
to get your heart right, strike a match, and
burn up all your old grudges, and blow the
ashes away. 'If you forgive not men their
trespasses neither will your heavenly
Father forgive you your trespasses An
old Christian black woman was going
along the streets Of New York with bas-
ket of apples that she had for sale. A rough
sailor ran against her and upset the basket,
and stood back expecting TO hear her scold
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